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Here’s a song that put a spring in my step on my way to work this morning. I was fiddling around with my iPod, wondering what to listen to when the blue line fell once again on Hold Yer Horses, the second album by Kansas-bred, London-dwelling songstress Piney Gir. It’s an album that went un-lauded when it came out in 2006 (myself included), but it’s one that I find myself often returning to when I need a dose of sweet country-pop.

That’s what it is - nothing complex, nothing edgy, just soaringly good pop tunes, where the luscious twang of the pedal steel and roll of the honky-tonk piano is never far away. The whole album is great, but it’s this one tune that I’ll probably never tire of. Enjoy.

Here’s a song that put a spring in my step on my way to work this morning. I was fiddling around with my iPod, wondering what to listen to when the blue line fell once again on Hold Yer Horses, the second album by Kansas-bred, London-dwelling songstress Piney Gir. It’s an album that went un-lauded when it came out in 2006 (myself included), but it’s one that I find myself often returning to when I need a dose of sweet country-pop.

That’s what it is - nothing complex, nothing edgy, just soaringly good pop tunes, where the luscious twang of the pedal steel and roll of the honky-tonk piano is never far away. The whole album is great, but it’s this one tune that I’ll probably never tire of. Enjoy.